What is the purpose in life? Why are we here? What is the true meaning? Interesting questions that many wish to know.

A lone figure sits high in a tall oak, the warm night air drifts across her face, she stares at the full moon, she ponders these questions in the dark night, she remembers her childhood like a vivid nightmare, her father, determined for her to be the best at school, the best at everything, demanding thing of her she could not do. She was abnormal, nobody liked her. Her childhood, her life, her very being and reason ended when she was eight. She was abandoned; she lost everything that night, what little she had.

She almost died on the streets, but was spared when the tall strong figure of a young man found her and took her in. he was a random person born and raised on the dreary dank streets, he taught her everything she needed to know to survive, he was different, like her. But he made this lone girl feel loved and cared for., her life, for a time was complete.

This night, as she sits atop the huge authoritative oak, she thinks about how she will miss that man now he’s gone, she can still see his dying eyes, full of life one moment and nothing the next. His muscles that suddenly went limp, he looked so fragile in his dying hours, and she stayed with him right till the end. A single tear escapes her control, it falls from her face and into the deep branches.

For the remainder of the cooling night she sits, on her own safe perch, away from the world, wondering silently to herself, what is the meaning now? She has lost everything, there is nothing left. She is a freak of nature, and would never fit in.